In The Halls Of Waverly - These Are They

In these halls where shadows roam

The darkness is where they live

Hanging suicide, in room 502

Eternal shame, Hillenburg lost

Opening the doors in the year 1910

Sadistic wave of experimental hate

Tuberculosis, filth and disease

Severe mistrust for desperate life

Sixty Three Thousand died

In the halls of Waverly

Restless souls never to leave

These are they who linger

Transport the dead, as quietly as they could

No witnesses, The death tunnel ride

Removed from the hill, bodies pile high

The haunt is here, souls swim the air

Screams echo in abandoned halls

Apparitions showing us their pain

Voices cry out for anyone to hear

Trapped for eternity in sanatorium haunt

Sixty Three Thousand died

In the halls of Waverly

Restless souls never to leave

These are they who linger